Whenpigsflycollective - Egodeath (feat. Zerothehero & God$tag)

On a mission of matter fission in visions
You crack heads are half dead map questing how to get to ego death

Emo threats are all you are to me

Cut an arm, there's nothing harming me
Arteries bleed regardlessly

Pump fake a car in street cats
You pussys play chicken

Guess you aren't what you eat
You want beef? Come and get me

You'd tuck some Reggie round pork chops
Thinking that your dopes hot

That's not what gave it away
You're fifty shades darker
Than your sagged pants that In jail make you gay

So pull up you're a big boy
No pull ups if you wipe ass

My hood up like a syke mask
You can kiss my white ass

Too forgive or sight past?
Grudges held long as my sight lasts

Something I can't fight fast
I'm 12 rounding mike hands

Need that mic in my right hand
I'm mean with the pipe
Fuck a wife I got my right hand
Zero chance to put words the way I can

Nam napalm man nick lick hitter ridden with thin yang yin veined slivers in him
Fuck

Snake skin hailed nailed scales like a rhythm vicious sinkhole enema to foes so Im finished. Ha
Faggots

I'm just one person imprisoning a thousand
How's this howitzer pounding on you from a thousand
Feet like a mountain, step into Olympus
Fresh from the fountain of Youth
Invictus

Catch him on ridiculous simple shit
I'm the type of guy to cloak and dagger while hitting licks

Like to keep up to par with my villainous fellowship
Just Setting bricks aflame right before this mic can handle it

Like minds on the link now
Puking into sinks now
Stooping low as floosy women tripping off the front porch

Think wow
Sit down, take a piss and pop pills
Pop more oxycotton
Have em make your fucking gums ill and

There's no point in hiding
Cus at the same time I'm sitting on my line
Another bird on the wire
Throw the carcass in the fire
Feed the needy and the evil at the same time
Have you had enough of me? That's easy

I over do it like all my past assignments
All the ladies in my life have taken off in silence

Fuck it. What's the point in crying if I'm not really trying
Let me do what lovers do and make excuses to my whining

Or roll the dice again
I know I can play pretend with the best and rest of em
I've yet to be a victim of

The generations limitations
Yes you heard it from the toros south
A Bunch of bullshit coming from their fucking mouths im anxious
I'm

Over all the fame and fortune
Said it on a damn recording
So that means its set in stone and When I'm gone nobody owns me

When im gone Nobody owes me
I love all my people equal
And if I'm destroyed ahead of time, I hope that I'm the reaper
Thats

Death by hanging on a boat that's sinking
Watch the sun rise and you're not blinking

You just plummet to the depths while thinking
The salt in your stomach was "well worth" drinking

Written by:
Joshua Battaglia, Raymond Keeler

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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